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Liner notes about Theme: The ways of the buffalo nation (Tatanka Oyate) and the
promise of Buffalo abundance in all aspects of life as the wheel of life
goes round for all our relations (Mitakjuye Oyasin). Vocals, guitar, flutes & drum by
Bunny Sings Wolf. Recorded and mixed by Stringbean Svenson,
Fiddlestring Productions, Produced by Lee Engberg

Printed
lyrics appear below each music clip, and often are followed by
stories and photos specific to the creation of that song.

THAT's what the sign says at Custer Park! This photo and song is
based on a true story.

On
June 20, 1999, Buffalo Emmett and his two companions visited Custer
State Park while on vacation in the Black Hills.

Their experience is present in song on this CD (lyrics follow) as a warning to all visitors.

Emmett's
personal experience shows that modern man has lost respect for the
buffalo and any understanding of the natural world. Though armed with an
automatic self-focusing camera - a two-legged, "technically advanced"
modern man is STILL NO MATCH FOR A CHARGING BUFFALO!
Emmett requested Black Hills local singer-songwriter Bunny Sings Wolf to
write a song about his life-changing event. The song tells his story.

Following are the words to this song:

He looks cautiously out the
window to a well-lit city street, from a plush chair behind his desk
Emmett thinks about the week.
When he took a small vacation - out West to get some air -
And nearly lost his life because he missed a signpost there.
He hadn't seen the sign that said - Buffalo are dangerous - do not approach
With a camera in his hand, A photo with
which to take,
Emmett strolled across the prairie grass - his souvenir to make
But he failed to see the sign, posted there by the road,
Didn't know he was about - to get himself "Buffaloed"
He didn't see the sign that said - Buffalo are dangerous - do not approach
It looked innocent enough, as the beast faced toward the sun -
'Til the buffalo turned and charged, then Emmett began to run The
animal loomed large with his nose on Emmett's neck
Emmett scrambled for the car, where his two friends held their breath.
Yes, it happened in a flash - Emmett made it to the door
His brother turned the wheel and pushed the peddle to the floor
The bounding Buffalo charged up closely toward the side
Barely missing the group in the car who would never forget that ride!
The
day they missed the sign that said -Buffalo are dangerous - do not approach
Now, the story of Emmett's brush with this life-changing Buffalo charge
Can be read on Emmett's web site in a message clear and large
There in golden letters on your computer right in your home-
You can read the sign he missed when Emmett went where Buffalo roam
The sign, he never saw that read - Buffalo are dangerous - do not approach
Yes, there's a moral to this story - a reason for this rhyme,
For dear friends, more needs be said than JUST STOP AND READ THE SIGN
For
in this technical century our educated minds should know
A tourist on foot with camera in hand is NO MATCH -
FOR A CHARGING BUFFALO!
So I ask - Do we REALLY NEED a sign
that says - Buffalo are dangerous - do not approach?
Common Sense should tell us, Buffalo are dangerous - do not approach?
It shouldn't take a rocket scientist to figure out Buffalo are dangerous
- do not approach!
Yeah, he was a REALLY NICE BUFFALO
But when he runs over you - it's going to HURT!

I'll ask you a question,
for I'd like to know, who made all the stars, who made the wind blow?
Who built the rainbow, and mapped out a seed?
Who furnished this planet with all that we need with all that we need
I'll ask you a question, for I'd like to see, with eyes that understand
- who caused this to be?
Who put in the wolf the cry of the night or the eye of the eagle his
far-away sight his far-away sight
The courage to question it's learning to see
And finding the answers to life is the key
I'll ask you this question please don't look away
Who gave us this gift of nighttime and day
Of knowing, of memory embraces and cheer
Who gave us these questions Who put these things here?
And if you dare answer, what your really know, will you allow true answers
in your heart to grow?
And ask yet more questions to fill all your need, so empty inside and
let this truth lead and let this truth lead?
Where once there was longing, where once there was pain
Will you let the true answers your daily life reign?
And when answers bring yet more questions I'll ask you yet one more
Is it not for more learning
That questions are for questions are for
That's what true questions are for.

4.Eyes of a Painter (3:48)Words and Music by Kate Wolf
1977 Another Sundown Publishing Company BMI

For words to this song please visit the web site of Kate Wolf at
www.katewolf.com. The web site is maintained by her family to honor
the many beautiful songs she wrote and recorded during her brief
lifetime. Bunny has recorded her songs with the blessings of her
widower, Terry Fowler, and royalties for this song are respectfully paid
to Another Sundown Publishing Company.

Bunny here dedicates this
song to all the old timers who still know how to brand, rope, and rest
up at roundup (these photos taken at Fridley's ranch near Elk Mountain,
SD)

5.
Trail of Tears(4:15)Words and Music by Randy Handley 1985 Tessa Publishing
Company BMI

Words to this beautiful song gifted, and
printed on Bunny's website on June 13, 2004 by special permission of
songwriting legend, Randy Handley. Pilamayeah!

No more beautiful moons may we spend on our land in the North the Scarlet Council talks of war
and the Long Knives have massacred a Tribe at Burnt Corn We're not
welcome in our homes anymore.

There''ll be a trail of
tears, There''ll be a trail of pain Jackson wants the
Mississippi and his twenty dollar bill, but for us the trail
of tears will remain.

No more songs
of the hunters on the buffalo trails No more smoke from sacred fires
through these hills and the number of the people will grow fewer
every mile and the children will not learn Great Spirits' will

There''ll be a trail of
tears, There''ll be a trail of pain Jackson will have the
Mississippi and his twenty dollar bill, but how long will the trail
of tear remain.

On the
streets of Rapid City, on the road to Wounded KneeThere is
Whiskey for forgetting everything

But the Old Ones
say there may be time for learning from each other, the WAY that it
was once meant to be

There is still a trail of
tears, There is still a trail of pain Jackson has the
Mississippi and his twenty dollar bill, but how long will the trail
of tear remain?

My
Shadow is Loving - I believe in you, I believe in you
Follows me wherever I go - I believe in you, I believe in you,
Under the rainbow through the cloud - I believe in you, I believe in
you
Even though I don't see it - I believe in you, I believe in you.
When I face light its behind me - I believe in you, I believe in you
Disappears when I walk the dark - I believe in you, I believe in you,
Still it matches every step - I believe in you, I believe in you
Every step I'm taking - I believe in you, I believe in you.
Loyalty, a simple word, that holds a meaning true.
It says, I trust in who you are, support the things you do
Won't tear you down, won't criticize, will look for good and fine,
Will build you up, and cheer you on, and share your pain as mine.
My shadows there when I'm sleeping - I believe in you, I believe in
you
Shows itself when I turn on the light - I believe in you, I believe
in you,
Not in colors but solid shapes - I believe in you, I believe in you
Dignifies my outlines - I believe in you, I believe in you.
Loyalty, a simple word, a word to see friends through
This enduring way of love says ---

It started with thunder
and lightening stands,
Continued with prayer, then hammers and hands
The conclusion that's coming is thundering here.
The process is working that's bringing it near.
For it's more than a mountain, more than a sky, more than an eagle flying
by
And a rock turned to dust clouds is more than it seems -
It's a rock that is speaking
About true dreams, about true dreams
The people wondered at such a thing, while the trees and hills made
the song ring,
That the elders had visioned so long ago, and the wind responded and
made it so MORE
than a mountain, more than a sky, more than an eagle flying by
And a rock turned to dust clouds is more than it seems -
It's a rock that is speaking
About true dreams, about true dreams
And Crazy Horse lived it with Buffalo pride, as have so many others
who honorably died,
With the dream on the lips and a hope simple, sweet, they knew that
God's gift was right under their feet
For the land IS the people, made of the dust, who will long outlive,
machines turned to rust
The earth is alive and will ever be, Mankind's home for eternity, eternity
For it's more than a mountain, more than a sky, more than an eagle flying
by
And a rock turned to dust clouds is more than it seems -
It's a rock that is speaking
About true dreams, about true dreams

This song was inspired by Bunny's
visit with Rainbow Spirit and Miracle Moon,
two 7th generation white buffalo who were living not too far from
Bunny's house when the song came in a dream. Later, upon learning there
were two buffalo (and WHITE at that!) by the very names in this song,
Bunny became a frequent visitor of these buffalo friends for as long as they
lived in the Black Hills.

Dance Buffalo Dance! And
show me the way that I should walk
Dance Buffalo Dance! Rejoice in the life we all have got
Dance Buffalo Dance! And tell me the words of the song to talk About
Rainbow Spirit to guide us to the end!
Sing Buffalo Sing! And fill the earth with a happy tune!
Sing Buffalo Sing! About our Mother Earth under
Miracle Moon!
Sing Buffalo Sing! Of the
flowering tree that's coming soon
It's about the Rainbow
Spirit to guide us to the end!
Shake off the spirit of the old world, where greed is the color blue,
Put on the smile of the sunshine in a world that's fresh and new
Leave behind all old reasonings - let peace and harmony to
grow
And look to a future where all life walks, together on a good Red Road.
Jump Buffalo Jump! Jump and play and enjoy the ride!
Leap Buffalo Leap! Abundance is with your furry white hide!
Dance Buffalo Dance! Cross over the
cloud to other side and
Dance in the Rainbow
Spirit to guide us to the end!

STORY BEHIND THE SONG:
1-5-2005 - it is now time to share publicly what I had written in 2000 -
how this song came to me. Saw this in vision while swimming laps in an
indoor pool in 2000, it showed me many lives lost, earth cleansing dream
- horrific! Many, many dead bodies! But I was also shown my lifes'
"work" ahead of me that would mean tremendous changes in my "religion",
knowledge of how things work, and a commitment to follow through with
the things shown me I must do for harmony, healing and the blossoming to
follow, a sacred hoop mending for all my relations. It was to "begin"
with a vision quest - (see song 11. which described this for me) - I
must go on - 4 days on Harney Peak (Thunder Being Mountain!) and at the
time of this swim, I did not even know what a "vision quest" was, nor
did I know how high or how significant that mountain is in the center of
the sacred Black Hills. It was several weeks later when I came across
the book "Black Elk Speaks" to educate me about some of the significance
of this vision and the strange and wonderful work I was to "do."
Confirmation came with a petrified rock found at the end of my last lap
that I swam at the conclusion of seeing this vision. There, at the
bottom of the pool (now what was THAT doing in an indoor swimming
pool???) was this rock with many pictures upon it that showed the things
of the vision! Just after I dove down and I found this rock and
recognized the pictures were what I had just been "shown," a young girl
burst into the pool area and said "oh, you found MY rock. I have
hundreds of those all around my house!" And she took it from me as I
stood in the shallow end of the pool, dumbfounded. I fumbled around
wondering how I might get that rock back so that I would always have
this confirmation/reminder of my dream. But I felt a little silly too!
So MUCH had been shown me about so MANY changes I would have to make,
someone I was again be-coming - and my brain wondered if I had just
imagined all of this!? But - no, it MUST be real - there was this rock
to "prove" it! I went into the locker room and dug out my "Sacred
Ground" CD out of my duffle bag, and quickly got dressed. I approached
the swim class that had gathered on the side of the pool and timidly
asked the teacher if I could speak with the young lady in the back row.
Curious, she said "OK". I marched up to the 12 year old and in front of
her whole class asked "would you like to trade this CD of mine for that
rock of yours?." Briefly, she looked defiant, holding the rock close to
her chest. Then she looked around at her fellow classmates that seemed
to be holding their breath, asking with their eyes, "what is there to
figure out about that? Go for the CD!" - Reluctantly, she traded me the
precious rock for the CD. Ever since then, I l have looked at that rock
often whenever I doubt the wondrous ways of the universe and my small
part of its outworkings at this time! As I contemplated these strange
happenings, I took the rock to bed with me that night, and this song
came in a dream at 3:00 a.m.

Two worlds clash and nothings
heard but Thunder
Two worlds clash, then comes the cleansing rain
A new world rises to fill our hearts with wonder
When all our relations live in peace again.
Stretch out your palms and raise them up to heaven -
Cry and wail for the vision has come true
Listen to the red stone that tells of these beginings -
And pray Great Spirit leads you
In JUST what you must do
When Two worlds clash and nothings heard but Thunder
Two worlds clash, then comes the cleansing rain
A new world rises to fill our hearts with wonder
When all our relations live in peace again.
Don't stop now, walking to the horizon
Of all the dreams you thought were just too grand to know
Don't look back, but gaze towards tomorrow
For fear and past can't lead you to where we all shall grow
When Two worlds clash and nothings heard but Thunder
Two worlds clash, then comes the
cleansing rain
A new world rises to fill our hearts with wonder
When all our relations live in peace again.
Great Mystery is vast, and in our sacred journey
Love surrounds our teepees - It's voice is in our breath
When two worlds clash We stand and sing, rejoicing
For we have found true life as the old system meets its death.

10. Old Jerome
(4:42)Words and Music by Kate Wolf 1983
Another Sundown Publishing Company BMI

For words to this song please visit the web site of Kate Wolf at
www.katewolf.com. The web site is maintained by her family to honor
the many beautiful songs she wrote and recorded during her brief
lifetime. Bunny has recorded her songs with the blessings of her
widower, Terry Fowler, and royalties for this song are respectfully paid
to Another Sundown Publishing Company.

Bunny has recorded her
songs with the blessings of her widower, Terry Fowler, and royalties
for this song are respectfully paid to Another Sundown Publishing Company.
Picture of back side of Wade's Gold Mill, Hill City, SD

Heading for their consequences
as fast as their feet could take them
they look to the horizon and wonder how it will shape them
they toss behind old realities drilled deeply in their heads
and search a more sacred way of life to become a slender thread
in ALL THAT IS AND ALL THAT WAS AND ALL THAT WILL EVER BE
THEY CRY OUT FOR A VISION THE PRAY THEIR HEART WILL SEE
It's high upon a mountain where the sunset breezes blow
They hear the heartbeat of the earth from a place they've never known
And though they've always lived here in the life time that they've seen
They find new joy in knowing the truth that's in their dream
Of ALL THAT IS AND ALL THAT WAS AND ALL THAT WILL EVER BE
THEY CRY OUT FOR A VISION THE PRAY THEIR HEART WILL SEE
And as they approach eternity when they live now what they've learned
to trust
And always Great Spirit hears their prayer
When it is sent in humbleness
On wings sent high above in clouds
From hearts of truth and joy they send
A heartfelt prayer of thankfulness for this vision from their best friend,
From ALL THAT IS AND ALL THAT WAS AND ALL THAT WILL EVER BE
THEY CRY OUT FOR A VISION THE PRAY THEIR HEART WILL SEE

O Great Spirit, whose voice
I hear in the wind and whose breath gives life to all the world,

hear
me!
I am small and weak. I need your strength and wisdom.
Let me walk in beauty and make my eyes Ever behold the red and purple
sunset. Make
my hands respect the things you have made and my ears sharp to hear
your voice.
Make me wise, so that I may understand the things you have taught my
people.
Let me learn the lessons you have hidden in every tree and rock.
I seek strength, not to be greater than my brother, but to fight my
greatest enemy, myself.
Make me always ready to come to you with clean hands and straight eyes,
So when life fades, As the fading sunset, My spirit may come, To you
, Without
Shame.

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Bunny's songs
speak in beauty of natural and life nurturing spaces and the importance of
living ways of cultivating
peace and harmony among all our relations. Mitakuye
Oyasin(Lakota-we are all
related).

as a "French horn" is a particular type of musical instrument,
"Native American flute" refers to a particular type/style of musical
instrument. Also the style of storytelling dubbed "Native
American Storytelling" does not guarantee presentation by an
enrolled member of a Federally-recognized tribal member.

A reviewer with the Rapid City Journal dubbed Bunny's music as
"Lakota-inflective Folk" which aptly describes the type
and subject matter of the original music that has come to her
in dreams which she shares often with flute music (which also came
in dreams along with the lyrics and music of her songs). Her
music comes to build bridges among races of all people, Red, Yellow,
White and Black, and educate, show honor and respect for human BE-ings,
Lakota and ALL other earth- nurturing, Native American and/or
indigenous or other life honoring ways, perspectives and
cultures.

Although Bunny has a rich mix of first nations ancestry, continues
to learn from, shares with and associates with many well respected
"Federally-recognized" Native American Indian tribal elders,
chiefs, and medicine people, and she has researched the
stories and teachings that stem from cultural perspectives that she
may share in workshops or performances, please know that the
music and the original songs she shares (and the stories and
teachings that come with them) have come to her in dreams.

While she plays Native American flutes in music that is enjoyed and
endorsed by many prominent card carrying Native Americans,
Bunny Sings Wolf's music does NOT claim to be "Native American made"
as is now specified by the U.S. Government. IF it is your
desire to listen only to music made by an enrolled member of a
"federally-recognized" "Native American" musician, you may
find them through a web search.

Most asked question: "How
can I get a copy of Bunny's latest new songs that I heard at her
concerts?"

Most of Bunny's ORIGINAL
SONGS (upward of 450 at last count) have
"arrived" usually at 3:00 a.m., in the form of dreams
since Bunny has been living at home in the Black
Hills. Waking her from deep sleep - playing in her
head - complete with words and music, she records them, to learn and
share later. In honoring this unique music gift, Bunny feels a solemn responsibility to the Creator
to use her voice and carry these songs to as many people as possible.
Lyrics of some of these songs, yet unreleased on CD, may be found on Unreleased
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Bunny's songs
speak in beauty of natural and life nurturing spaces and the importance of
living ways of cultivating
peace and harmony among all our relations. Mitakuye
Oyasin(Lakota-we are all
related).